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he exclaimed. "Angus, please leave me alone! You are a demon. I simply cannot live with you!" She wriggled in his grasp. "Not me, but he is a monster!" screamed Lycan King, pointing to Dante to make his every single word clear in her head. "How could you say such a thing?" Orla exclaimed "He has a tender heart. He is extremely nice to me. He has never forced himself on me in our five years of dating!" She argued. She can't listen to anything against Dante.

I wanted the entire pack to feel it. “I, Oliver, King of the Lycans, accept you, Helena, rogue wolf of the unclaimed territories, as my mate!” Oliver pulled me into his arms and looked deep into my eyes. His one hand on my butt and the other cupping my cheek. His incredibly beautiful blue eyes looking deep into my soul as the world around us disappeared.

“Because I… slept with Kim? Come on, Olivia, stop acting like the saint here. You’ve been sleeping with Damon for God knows how—” “Because I’m in love with him!” I cut him off sharply. “I am in love with your brother, Marcus. Way before you even came into the picture! And I came here to peacefully end things with you so I can finally be with him. To think I was even feeling guilty about all of this—but I don’t think you deserve any sympathy.” “You can’t be with him, Liv,” he said. “The marriage is between you and me. Open your eyes and see the reality. We’re getting married soon, and it’ll be wise of you to cut off all ties with him.”

Lucian. I stare at her long and hard before I turn my back and walk down to her father's office, with her following behind. "I hope you enjoyed your stay, Lycan King," said Alpha Dane cheerfully, "Since this is not our world, I can't entirely give you perfect hospitality." "It was okay, thanks." I muttered. "I think we'll start off to a good start, don't you think?" he said as he poured out the wine into the glasses, "We'll form a powerful and strong alliance with my daughter as your wife."

“Now, stop this.” “You’re a controlling idiot!” “Yes. When it comes to you, I’m all that and more.” The Lycan laughed: “All that and more… Much more. A damn addict for her!” “I’m not going to be your lover, nor your prisoner, Dmitry Rurik!” He stopped. His gaze sank into hers, and for a moment, silence weighed heavily. “You’re not a lover. You are my Fated One. You know it. You feel it. That doesn’t change. Even if you try to run. Even if you hate me.”

I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. “Our senior year, she ended up forgiving him and gave him another chance after he made some grand gesture in front of the entire school. So, they dated again for a while, and he told her he loved her more than anything. He squashed all the rumors around the school. I was still skeptical, but it’s Fiona’s life and she has loved him for so long.” “Then what happened?” Oliver asked.

the second man known as Tyrion concluded breathlessly with his hands held together in front of him. "I've known Finlay since I was fifteen, we were in love, we fought wars together, and went hunting together," it was Elodie's turn. Despite the fact that she was somewhere between having her entire world crumbling into pieces, Ophelia still noticed that the woman was dressed like an actual woman this time.

His hair is jet black and cut short on the sides but left a little long at the top. “He is staking a claim on you Maliyah!” I look at Olivia and then back to Luca. “You feel something for him, don’t you.” “I haven’t told anyone as it confuses me to no end, but I feel sparks when he touches me. Just like when Aspen touches me. How can I feel sparks between two different people?” “Maybe this is the choice Ryuu is giving you. A life with the Prince you’ve known forever or the mysterious wolf that has just waltzed into your life,” says Oliver wiggling his eyebrows.

His words piqued Damian's interest and attention; he removed the hand from beneath his chin and lifted his head forward to look at the duke. “Who's that person?” asked Damian. “Do you remember our old bandit Oliver? Oliver Roche has a daughter who is 21 this year. She is single and educated. Not to mention, she is a beauty with a brain. If we can invite her here in the palace and you marry her, not only will we be able to bend the bandit Oliver Roche and his community, but we will also be able to take down the whole community that wants to surpass you,” said the duke in a serious and convincing tone as he expressed his thoughts.

She fervently rubbed herself against Oliver’s rod and asked breathlessly, “Is this what you had in mind?” Oliver bit Claire’s earlobe and said huskily, “This is just the beginning of what I had in mind. I’m gonna take my time because you’re mine for life now… mine to touch, mine to love and mine to devour.”

"You already break her heart just as I wanted." "I want to fuck her, too. Holly. I won't be satisfied with just touching that slut's boobs." Holly rolled her eyes. "Well, my plan on letting her sell herself works but it ended up that the rich man was her fiancee." She scoffed. "She's already married, dumb ass!" Oliver looked frustrated. Inside the car, Alessandro gritted his teeth as his fist clenched. "I want every detail and dirty thing from those two." He mumbled.

He had grown fond of Olivia, a feeling that had taken him by surprise and left him yearning for a deeper connection even if it was his forbidden desire. Olivia's dreams continued, the line between reality and slumber blurring. She dreamt of their outing, where laughter echoed in the night, and their unspoken desires hung in the air. In her dream, she reached out for Nathaniel's hand, a silent acknowledgment of their shared feelings. The dream stirred her heart, and a soft smile played on her lips as she slept.

My other mate, Hemlock, however, knows immediately what will be going to happen when the woman go back to the states, “Then we can never claim her by then, they would probably prepare their mating ritual by now.” Oleander scoffed. He forgot about my b**bs and go sat beside me, his hand begin to pleasure me, trying to take the stress out of me. “That is impossible, right? Those three idiots are too loyal to Hyacinth.” “Ohhh… Ummm… My sexy fool… Ahh… Of course they have the same plan as ours… Sshhh… Slowly Oleander.” I glanced at Castor and he already has some hard-on. Good as soon as we were done here. I need to f*ck until my brain is screwed.

"Our family has promised to hand you over to the Forgers, and you will be Michael's bride! He and Anna are incompatible, she won't produce an heir for him! You will marry him, and save our family name from ruin and embarrassment!" "No! I didn't care if they're compatible or not! I will not marry Michael, and you two should be ashamed of yourselves for even making such a suggestion after hearing what he's done." Olivia retorted, rage and hate evident in her voice. She broke away from her father's grip and walked right back into my embrace, her eyes bright with determination and finality. "Damian is my mate! He's my husband, and I'll be with him whether he's cursed or not!”

" Please your majesty am sorry ,I was blinded by greed ,I loved Olivia all my life but she kept rejecting me , I tried so many times to show her how much I loved her but she Always reject my advances towards her ,so I plot with her father and we sent the man she loved so much to the battle field ,he had no experience in fighting but we promised to get him married to Olivia when he returns from the battle field , he didn't know he was going to be killed by his own men everything was programed . When Olivia heard of her lovers death she was devastated and that was when I decided to gave her a shoulder to cry on ,so I quickly sent a marriage proposal to her family ,they accepted and got us married . Everything was going we until the birth of that ...that...evil child ,she took Olivia away from me ,my wife stopped having my time ,each time I wanted to be with her she will look for one excuse or the order to give ,so I decided to take her out once and for all ,I tried so many time but couldn't ,I was happy when lord Stefan asked her hand in marriage he was a vampire and the best thing was that he was going to kill her one way or the other .

He looks fearsome when he does this. “There’s this… what?” he asks impatiently. “I’m in love with someone else.” Atwood stands abruptly and glares down at me. I begin to shake and try to move away from him, but the pain is too much. When he sees how much pain I am in, however, he calms himself and sits back down. He takes my hand again and strokes my palm in circles with his index finger. “Is that true?” he asks. I gulp. “Yes,” I answer, trying to access my dazing ability to make him believe me. “There’s this boy from my clan. The Alpha, Cayden. We’ve loved each other since we were children.”

Wearing a smirk, Aaron responded, “Remember, Olive, you are my captive. There’s no escaping me.” Aaron leaned in closer, seeking a kiss, and I surrendered. After all, I am the Lycan’s captive who became his lover… forever. ** ** Fin.

the Lycan king said as he headed to where my mum was. He dragged her by her hair to where my father was. "Mummy!!" My sister and I shouted at the same time. I rushed to save my mother but was halted by the Lycan king. "Don't you take another step or else.." he said. "Olivia, don't come please. Stay back.." my mother cried. "I want you to feel the pains that I felt when you raped my mate to death.." he said as he tore my mom's dress open in front of the whole pack.

I took a step closer and my voice trembled as I spoke to him. “This bond isn’t something you can just walk away from, Jeremy. It’s real. We’re—” I was saying but he cut me right off, as usual. “I reject you.” he said all of a sudden. The words came out harsh and final and they slammed into me like a punch to the gut. I froze and my breath caught in my throat while I felt my heart shatter into tiny pieces in my chest. What? “I, Jeremy Rock, Alpha of the Rock River pack, reject you Aiana Steel, as my mate,” he repeated, his eyes were cold and distant. “We’re done here.” he said.

“This is the choice we should go ahead with…" “Shut up, Oliver!” My eyes darkened in anger again as I balled my hands into a fist. “You don't care about anything else except getting mated to me… It has always been your dream and fantasy ever since I found you half-dead in that tavern…" My voice was harsh as I replied to her.